"Son-in-law..."
Standing on the gangway, Lin Shiyan lifted his fan-like hand and slapped it heavily on Chen Tianyun's shoulder, showing a bizarre smile he couldn't suppress, and said:
"Regarding the introduction, I'll have to trouble you frequently. I specially prepared 3-degree Celsius cola. Whether from a scientific or mystical point of view, this temperature is the best for tasting cola..."
Three-degree canned cola, utilizing its sealed and low-temperature characteristics, locks in more carbon dioxide, and when tasting the entrance, the cooling bubble's stimulation is definitely unparalleled and refreshing.
Lin Shiyan had heard that Master Fuli drinks chilled cola in any season.
Although cola isn't worth much, gift-giving emphasizes catering to preferences the most.
"Uncle Lin..."
Chen Tianyun had a stiff expression, slowly turning his rigid body around to face Lin Shiyan's large hand, trickles of cold sweat appearing on his forehead, and said:
